General Fisk is the number one general of the Redstone Empire, after all, considering that he is one of the only few master-level warriors in the entire redstone plane, the position of the first general is none other than him.

Of course, Fisk is not the kind of parallel general who simply puts up a name and then hands over the actual command of the army to the adjutant, and this master professional who is loyal to the Redstone Kingdom still has some talents.

Like what...... He knew at least some of the basic tactics that should be used in war, and he knew how to deal with a group of enemies in the canyon.

That's right, Fisk was the leader of the army tasked with purging the Red Sand Cult, and this time he brought with him the best soldiers in the Redstone Kingdom.

Although the only two master priests of the "Red Sand God Cult" on the redstone plane have died, and Fisk's status as a master professional is enough to come to the altar of these cultists and kill them single-handedly, in order to ensure that tens of thousands of Red Sand believers are slaughtered, Fisk still cautiously ordered the army to block every exit of the festival canyon.

Because he was given the task of "killing all the followers of the Red Sand God Cult", Fisk, who had a bit of a perfectionist plot, didn't want to let any of the "thieves" escape.

The elite of the Redstone Kingdom were very efficient, and under the leadership of a few official-level professionals, it took less than ten minutes for this "army" to approach the canyon from all directions in an orderly manner, and set up barricades at every entrance and exit of the festival canyon.

These steel barricades of metal thorns point like thorny shields into the interior of the canyon, with crossbowmen waiting to strike through every hole in them.

For ordinary people, this is already a terrible means of blocking, it can be said that as long as they are not professionals, it is impossible for ordinary believers to break through such a roadblock, and if the priest of the Red Sand God Sect arrives, the official-level warriors guarding at every roadblock will directly attack.

Fighting the pros against the pros, and the ordinary soldiers against the ordinary soldiers, this may not be a very powerful tactic, but it is definitely the most effective tactic to intercept and slaughter the enemy.

The raid proved to be effective, and by the time the cult of the Red Sand God reacted, their canyon had been completely sealed, and tens of thousands of ordinary believers had all been turned into caged birds.

"Report ............ Report to the high priest, subordinates, subordinates have important matters...... Tell me something"!

On the high platform of the altar in the open air, a panicked priest suddenly knelt in front of the old man whom he called the high priest.

This priest is not a clergyman who is good at fighting, and the magic he mainly prays for is used to detect news remotely, and he follows the high priest of the Red Sand God Cult to monitor the tens of thousands of believers on the altar at all times.

At this time, at noon the day before the festival was about to begin, while the old man called the high priest was praying solemnly, the "responsible" priest suddenly discovered something that had to be reported quickly, and he even interrupted the prayer of the old priest.

"Oh no, no, the Great Priest, the kingdom, the kingdom of them............ The army they sent, led by Fisk...... It's the executioner." ............

"Quiet! What a panic in the light of the glory of the great god of red sands"!

Before the pastor could finish speaking, an old voice suddenly stopped the pastor's report.

The old priest is a formal priest who was re-elected after the death of the two master priests of the Red Sand God Cult, and he can become a temporary high priest by virtue of his age, old qualifications, and pious faith and majesty, this old man who firmly believes that "nothing needs to be panicked, and the god of the red sand will give shelter to the pious" Even though he knew that the priest around him was anxious, he still completed the prayer rite step by step before he said in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, what the hell can be said".

With the pious palms of his hands, a slowly expanding formal-level divine aura appeared next to the old priest, and only three people were wrapped in this aura that obviously had the ability to shield and detect, the priest who was in charge of reporting, and ...... Her Excellency the "Holy Maiden" dressed in a robe of the color of fireworks.

It was a beautiful girl with a stunning face, red pupils and fiery red hair as pure as a liquid ruby, a figure in a dress like a fire dress, although petite, but with perfect proportions, and the creamy skin against the backdrop of the fiery red dress revealed a thrilling beauty, which was as gorgeous as a flame set by a butterfly, and as beautiful as a butterfly in a fire.

"It's ............ Her Excellency ............ Saint

Breaking free from the beauty of the coexistence of glamour and innocence, the priest looked up with some confusion and glanced at the "Holy Maiden" who was standing quietly beside the old priest.

It's not that he thinks that the "Holy Maiden" can't be trusted, after all, what he wants to report will soon be known, he just thinks...... Is this kind of cruel thing enough to make any priest of the Red Sand God Cult who knows the news tremble to tell it to the "holy woman" who is still a little girl?

You know, the "Holy Maiden" with superior qualifications and sweet looks is one of the spiritual symbols of the Church, if she behaves in a mess...... The glory of the great god of red sand will be overshadowed!

I have to say that a devout believer is a devout believer, not to mention that the enemy has just hit the doorstep, even if the big knife is already on the neck, it is estimated that their thoughts will only be how to die to ensure that the glory of the "god" lasts forever, as for being killed or something...... Fanatics are not afraid of death, and this priest is more afraid of not death, but of the disruption of the rituals of the gods.

The old priest also saw the priest's concerns, and he understood for the first time what the priest said meant.

However, the pious old priest did not show any fluster, nor did he answer immediately, he just showed a kind smile without waves, and then leaned down slightly and said to the "holy woman" with a ponytail:

"Your Excellency, the sacrifice of the gods is about to begin, but a group of arrogant blasphemers are trying to hinder the great blood sacrifice, and in order to defend the glory of our Lord, countless pious "lambs" will sacrifice themselves, you ...... Will you be afraid?"

"No, Grandpa, the great "God of the Red Sands" is watching us, the glory of God washes the soul of each of us, and those ridiculous blasphemers may kill our bodies, but they do not want to break our will"!

The white little face is tense, and there is only a fanatical flame burning in the eyes of the "Holy Maiden", and the little girl who has been discovered as a priest since she was a child, and then is cultivated as a "Holy Maiden", can be said to be the most absolute fanatical believer of the Red Sand God Sect.

"Very good"!

The old priest touched the fiery red hair of the "Holy Maiden" with relief, and then, with a resolute look in his eyes, he said to the priest in charge of transmitting the message:

"Do you hear that! We will not fear those blasphemers, they cannot destroy our will! The festival will never stop for any reason, even if we are powerless to resist, but at least let the festival be completed completely! Now I, the Red Sand God Sect, in the name of the High Priest, declare that the festival has begun early, and it is our honor to die on this sacred altar"!

The old priest's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he was able to make the most pious decisions even without the need for an oracle's reminder.

He is not afraid of death, no matter what the method of death is, he will not be afraid, the believers who come to this altar are going to perform blood sacrifices, as a fanatical believer and know the inside story, the old priest is not only not afraid but also proud of it.

His only concern was...... After their own death, those shallow believers and false believers will not continue the festival...... That would have disappointed the great gods.

Disappointing the gods is the last thing a fanatic can tolerate.

So, after thinking slightly, the old priest solemnly told the "Holy Maiden" again in front of the messenger priest:

"Golania, my lordess! I may have been killed by Fisk at the beginning of the festival, but you, a little girl with only apprentice-level strength, have a chance to survive......... At that time, you must, you must lead the believers to continue the festival, the great god of the red sand is watching you and me!"

"Well, Golania remembers, Golania will definitely finish this festival!"

The holy woman named Gorania made a sincere promise.